"There is a danger to you, a dimension to complex for the finite mind, an ocean to deep to be explored. This danger is your allowance for my grief and suffering. It is a crushing that breaks the bones of my faith and I'm cast down. And here there is a choice to make - to bless you or to curse you. To curse you would be to deny that there is any good in you at all. To believe that you have abandoned me in this violent human experience, and that you will never come back to claim me. To hate you for leaving me here, helpless and alone. But to bless you is to believe that, though you are not safe, you are good, completely good. And to bless you is to live surrendered to that which I don't understand about you. To walk, not run, and to trust. To open all my senses to you God. And to let wonder and awe heal all my wounds and restore my hope. And then to join the Psalmist, who said, "I will extol the Lord at all times, and his praise will be upon my lips. My soul will boast in the Lord, so let the afflicted rejoice. Glorify the Lord with me; let us exalt his name together."
~Jon Shirley
Ps. 34 king David
